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Visiting Old Friends

Last year I had to take a trip to one of our plants on the west coast so I called up an old friend Mike and suggested we meet for dinner. He transferred about 5 years earlier but had recently left the company and I had not met up with him in 2-3 years and not seen his wife since they moved.

My wife and I were always good friends with Mike and Molly and they are about the same age as us but Molly was the opposite of my wife. My wife was 5″1 and very petite even after 3 kids. Molly was about 5’8″ with a nice body with a few extra pounds after kids but still very sexy. I always caught myself staring at her sexy boobs wanting to touch them but thinking I would never get the chance. Even my wife commented that Molly had nice tits.

I got there on Sunday and I met them for dinner on Monday at their house. It was a nice dinner and then we sat on the patio and talked until 1am before I headed back to the hotel. We talked about meeting up on Wednesday and Mike said he had to check some things and would get back to me.

Molly was looking hotter than even and had lost probably 15-20 pounds which really made her breasts stand out with her nipples getting hard as the cool breeze came in. More than once I caught myself flirting with Molly and Mike seemed to almost encourage it and Molly was flirting right back. When I got back to the hotel room I had to jack off to the thought of those delicious boobs and pictured myself spraying all over them.
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Cut and Blow

“You look very nice today.”

“Why, thank you,” the hairdresser replied crisply. “In about fifteen minutes, if you allow me to finish, then so might you.”

He suppressed a grin and caught the eye of a passing assistant. Around twenty, short blonde hair, tits out to here and legs to die for. Not that he was looking.

“Hi, have we met?” he flashed a smile. “Guy Pearson.”

The girl simpered a little, and blushed shyly. “Pleased to meet you, Mr Pearson.”

“You’ve met him, Annette,” Cynthia ushered her away. “He comes once a month.”

“And on holidays,” Guy added.

“Oh, right, I just, I mean, you know, I was being polite.”

“Well, get back to whatever you were doing. And you, Mr Pearson,” she leaned over Guy to block his view of Annette’s departing rear, “should be ashamed. That girl could be your daughter.”

“Impossible, she has blue eyes.”

“It says something, I suppose, that you noticed.”

“And also great tits.” He shook his head wistfully. “All the women in my family are flat-chested.”
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Bar Room Slut and Stripper

“Do you really have to go out now, Den?” said Janet, her lips forming into a sullen pout, “can’t you stay home just this once? I could make it worth your while!” She playfully lifted her short skirt, giving her husband a quick glimpse of her black lace panties and creamy white thighs.

“Oh, Janet!, you know I always go out for a quick beer on a Sunday lunchtime. It’s like a religion! It’s one of the few times all the guys can get together these days.”

Dennis had to admit, the sight of his wife’s panty covered crotch rarely failed to get his blood pumping. But he had to be strong. He could see that Janet was feeling sexy, and in this mood, if she got her way, he wouldn’t see the inside of his local pub until next week.

“I’ll be back before you know it baby!” he said as he slipped his jacket on and made a movement towards the front door. His wife, though, was not about to give up so easily.

“Fine! I’ll come with you then!”

In a near panic, Den searched his mind for an excuse for her not to join him, but he was a blank.

“You won’t enjoy it much, it’s just a bunch us guy’s talking and drinking”, he said somewhat lamely. But his wife seemed to have made up her mind and was already searching for her coat. He briefly thought about agreeing with her initial demand and dragging her back up to the bedroom for a good session of sex, but he thought that would be too obvious. There really was nothing he could do to stop her now!

Janet had not bothered to change out of her short skirt and thin halter top, and as they entered the dark pub, a few heads turned to look at her. Den could hardly blame them. At thirty four, his wife was still a great looker. Her blonde hair framed a heart shaped face and tumbled over her shoulders in wispy curls. Her legs were long and slender, an extra two inches added to her height with the heeled sandals that she wore and the halter top did little to conceal the ample charms of her breasts. He felt proud when other men looked at her.
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Party Girl

Ken was getting bored. The party, at least in his mind, had been a total waste.

He sat on the couch, looking through his drink to the light in the living room, which was full of people socializing, chatting or otherwise.

Ken had been completely and entirely unsuccessful tonight, which was very strange because he always ended up taking someone home when he went to one of Sonny’s parties. It was still early, only nine, and people were still coming, but he didn’t have an especially good feeling.

Then he saw Brooke, drinking a glass of wine casually on the stairs. What a gorgeous woman she is, he thought. The softest looking brown hair flowing down to her full breasts, sparkling green eyes, and just the right complexion. Textbook stuff, he called it; short nose, short forehead, pouty lips. Then of course there was her body, which her outfit didn’t exactly hide. Her long tanned legs and slender upper body were draped by a beautiful white and pink dress, a spring sort of dress. He shook his head, smiling, as his eyes met hers, and he walked over.

“Didn’t know you’d be here.”

“You’re so full of shit,” he grinned. “You know full well I always come.”
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Halloween Party

October 31st rolled around and it was time for Hanna’s annual Halloween party. Hanna was a wealthy, 55 year old widow. She liked company and invited everyone at the plant to her ‘mansion’ for the party.

The enjoyment was twofold. Firstly, people dressed up and competed for costume prizes. Hanna awarded $100 to up to five people if she couldn’t identify you with your costume on. This was hard because Hanna knew everyone there! There were also prizes for sexiest costume, most original costume and other prizes.

Secondly, It was an adult party. You could dance and drink the night away without anyone knowing who you were. I planned to go as Uncle Sam. Complete with glue on beard and mustache. I was going to go to Randy’s house and drive him to the party. I brought my costume to Randy’s house where we would dress together.

When I arrived I nearly had a stroke after his gorgeous wife Tammy answered the door. Tammy had her 5’3″ frame, complete with her D cup breasts, into a sexy, low cut, French maids uniform. I tried to pry my eyes away from her cavernous cleavage.
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Watching My Wife Get Wild

My wife and I visit our local strip club a couple of times a year. She usually has a couple glasses of wine and gets a few table dances and we leave. Last Saturday however was different. After the first dance she went to the restroom, and came back without her panties. her pussy was soaking wet and swollen.

She had a couple more glasses of wine and arranged for a table dance from a busty brunette named Savannah. As Savannah started dancing my wife was letting her dress ride up her thighs exposing her dripping wet pussy to Savannah and a man at the table next to us. when the song was over Savannah sat with us for a drink the whole while my wife’s eyes were locked on this handsome stranger at the table next to us. She would scoot her chair so he could see right up he dress, while she worked her fingers in and out of her swollen lips.

Shocked as I was I was also very turned on, so i asked her what was up. She told me if it was alright with me she would like to suck his cock while I watched. We had talked about things like this before, but only in our bedroom. I never thought anything would really happen. I told her I was ok with it and that i would go to the restroom, and she could invite him over if she wanted.
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Cock Crazy

When I first got married, I honestly thought I could remain faithful to my husband Jared. I was wild and sex crazy before we met, and I was sure I had gotten that out of my system. But not long into our marriage I realized that one dick would never be enough for a cock craving little slut like me.

At 20 years old, I guess my sex drive and need for variety still control me. It’s not that I don’t love my husband, I just don’t think he can fill all my desires. My pussy is always aching for cock. I simply must have a dick when the urge hits. Jared can’t always be there, so I have a long list of backups.

We have been married for only 15 months now, and already I have fucked 11 other guys behind my husbands back. The first incident happened when the guy next door came over to borrow a wrench for something he was working on.
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Hairs To Kristen

I’ve never been the kind of guy to go to a “hair dresser” to get my hair cut. As long back as I can remember I’ve been going to old Fred the barber when- ever I needed to have my mop trimmed up. Then old Fred decided to retire about a month or so back, and the guy who bought the barber shop went and nicked Charlie’s ear. I sure as hell wasn’t going to give him the same opportunity with my ears!

My hair was starting to get really ragged looking though, and I was seriously contemplating cutting it myself when I spotted an ad in our local paper announcing that Kristen had joined the staff of one of the local beauty salons, and that she was welcoming new customers. The ad went on to say that she had trained for two years at a fancy school in New York and that she had won an award for excellence in men’s styling. There was a picture of Kristen right beside the ad, but I don’t trust newspaper pictures too much since they could have been taken years ago. The face in the picture looked real appealing though, and I did need a hair cut, so I called up and made an appointment.

I got to the place a little bit early the next day, and had to wait a little before Kristen was ready to take care of me. This gave me a chance to really check her out. I lit a smoke and relaxed in one of the big overstuffed chairs while I checked everything out. It was only five o’clock, but the place seemed nearly deserted. A couple of other girls were working on some women, but it was obvious from the conversation that they were getting ready to call it quits for the night. Kristen however was the one that my eyes kept searching out. The picture in the paper did her no justice. She looked to be about twenty years old with a face as smooth as silk. She stood about five foot four, and had dark blond hair that she wore short and curly. The white smock that she wore hid most of her figure from my view, but it couldn’t hide the fact that she had a pair of big boobs, and terrific legs!
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Busty MILF Realtor

It was the end of an afternoon. I had spent all day looking at houses for sale and this was the last stop. As I approached the front door, the realtor opened it, obviously ready to lock up and go home. The realtor introduced herself as Lisa. She was maybe fifty years old wearing a tight and short skirt. And her boobs were huge- D cup or larger! She said she was just about to lock up but that I could be the last to take the tour.

I was not able to conceal my erect cock. She did not say anything although she clearly eyed my bulge on several occasions. I twitched my cock for her, causing her to gasp audibly. “Do you like what you see so far?”, she said. I didn’t know if she was referring to the house or herself. “What do you like best so far?”, she added. She apologized for embarrasing me when she noticed I had turned red. I figured then I would go for it. I responded, saying “I’m sorry that I’ve been staring ever since I got here. But your body is so hot that I can’t focus on anything else.”
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Smooth Teen Pussy

Samantha sat on the edge of the tub with her legs spread wide apart while she very carefully maneuvered the safety razor along her bulging vaginal lips, using tiny short strokes to remove the final remnants of hair from her eighteen year old pussy. A knock on the bathroom door made her pause as she asked who it was. “Just me,” shouted her best friend Priscilla through the closed door, “can I come in?!?” “Sure, Pris, come on in, I’m almost finished here anyway,” intoned Samantha as she went back to her barbering!

Priscilla nearly burst through the door and took a seat on the closed toilet lid and asked, “What in the hell are you doing, Sam, it looks like your taking it all off!?!” Continuing with her shaving, Samantha replied, “That’s right, babe, I’m getting rid of all of it, with summer coming up, I want a nice clean look for my new bikini.” Priscilla didn’t answer for awhile, but watched intently as her friend scraped away her remaining pubes. “Doesn’t it sting,” she finally asked, “it looks like it burns like the dickens.” “Not too badly,” Sam replied, “and I’m going to rub it with baby oil when I’m finished, that should take away the sting!” Pris looked doubtful, but held her tongue as Samantha wiped away the excess lather and dabbed away the remaining moisture with a fluffy towel.

“Well,” asked Samantha, “how does it look!?!” “Like a five year old,” Pris retorted quickly, “but I have to admit that it does look sexy in an odd sort of way, how does it feel?” “Mmmmm, very erotic, the air is really cool on it,” Sam replied softly, “look at my clit, it’s all puffed up.” Priscilla leaned forward for a better look, and was astounded at what she saw. There at the top of Sam’s crack, poked out the head of her very erect clitoris. “My god, Sam,” she moaned quietly, “you must be on fire.” Sam’s breathing was now becoming labored, and along the length of crack moisture appeared in small droplets, looking for all the world like a string of small pearls! Without asking, Priscilla picked up the baby oil, turned on the hot water and held the bottle under the faucet for a minute or so to warm up its contents, and then squeezed a generous squirt into her hand, where upon she rubbed the warm oil gently into Samantha’s freshly shaven mound.
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